Firefighting efforts were in full swing in the Watson District.
Every street
Every alleyway had people bravely putting out fires, countless hoses spurting jets of water that formed a curtain to gradually suppress the rising flames.
At this moment, past conflicts between people seemed trivial in the face of this natural disaster affecting everyone.
Be it the Vortex Gang, the Tyger Claws, or anyone else, rare were the meetings where they did not jeer at each other or draw guns, instead just exchanging glances and focusing on their tasks.
"It's rare... for this group to meet without breaking into a fight."
Forcing a resident to replace his mechanical legs before returning to the fire scene, Brother Ni was holding a nozzle, putting out the fire at a store, and he remarked as he watched the Tyger Claws members rushing into the flames to save people nearby,
